Jacob could almost feel the man in the elevator next to him mocking him. Jeez, mister. So what if he wasn't in a one thousand dollar suit? His fifty dollar suit looked perfectly fine on him!

God, judgmental rich people sucked.

You know what also sucked?

This elevator music.

Jacob watched the pretentious judging man step off, before riding the elevator solo, finally, all the way up to the top floor.

He was probably far too excited for this date with Heather than she was, he mused. If he was too dressed up, he'd probably just jump out the window to kill himself from embarrassment.

Jacob glanced at his watch. 6:59. That wasn't too desperate, right? He did say seven, so…

He hesitated, before knocking.

Hera opened the door, smiling softly at Jacob. "You look so nice."

"Not as nice as you." Jacob coughed, smiling back. The black dress was…wow. Thats all Jacob could think to describe it. It hugged her figure perfectly, and was on the short side, which was always a bonus.

"My lady," He bowed, before grinning and holding out his hand. "My piece of shit car awaits us."

Hera laughed, placing her hand in his and smiling. "Oh, no magic pumpkin pulled by horses?" She teased.

"My pumpkin hasn't grown to the appropriate size yet," Jacob laughed.

Hera giggled, interlacing their fingers. "Shame."

"I know, I'm a failure." Jacob sighed dramatically, leading her to the elevator.

"You can never be a failure." Hera smiled at him honestly, and Jacob flushed.

"Ah, well…" Jacob laughed awkwardly, fixing his hair. He better not start sweating, because she'd definitely get grossed out holding his hand.

Once they stepped out of the elevator, Jacob led her to his car and opened the passenger door for her.

Hera smiled at him. "Thank you. You're such a gentleman," She giggled, sitting down. Jacob laughed, closing the door as he sat in drivers.

"Well," Jacob shrugged, smiling back at her as he started up the car. "My mom raised me to treat women with respect. I guess you should be thanking her."

Hera turned away, looking out the window with a quiet sigh.

Jacob frowned slightly as he glanced at her every now and then. Had he messed up? Maybe her mother wasn't nice? He wanted to smack himself. Good going, Jake. Messing up within the first fifteen minutes of the date. New record!

Jacob turned on the radio. After all, there was nothing more awkward than a silent car ride. He flipped through stations, before stopping on 'Jennifer Lopez - Let's get loud*'. Okay, he may be probably the whitest person he knew, but this song was amazing.


Hera watched with amusement as Jacob bobbed his head to the beat, mouthing the words. He really was…adorable. She had never met such a nice man since…well, since never. Zeus was only nice when he tried to woo her, then once he had her she never received one king gesture. Hades was extremely nice to her, except he rarely ever came to visit so the two just drifted apart in the brother-sister relationship. Poseidon was a sweetheart, but he was just as bad as Zeus when it came down to women, even though he'd never admit it. But Jacob…Jacob seemed just to be a very kind person, in and out. It didn't seem like a façade he was putting on to get her into his room tonight. Hera was actually kind of excited for this dat—

Not a date.

This friendly interaction between a male and female.

Yeah, that.

"Life is meant to be big fun you're not hurting anyone nobody loses." Jacob sang under his breath. Hera bit her lip hard to not giggle.

Oh yeah, he was seriously adorable. She might actually have a slight crush on him. Just a slight one, though.

Jacob stopped singing once he heard the stifle of a laugh. Shit. He forgot someone else was in the car with him! He was just the perfect date tonight, huh?

"I—I just..its a good song," He defended.

"You're a great singer." Hera said with a smirk, sarcasm obvious in her voice. "You should totally go on one of those TV shows. I bet you'll win."

"Ha ha. You're so funny." Jacob pouted fakely, turning his head as he parked.

Hera placed her hand on his shoulder. "I know, I'm hilarious." She grinned.

Jacob glanced at her hand, grinning back. "I agree,"

Hera quickly removed her hand, getting out of the car. "This place looks nice."

"Ah, yeah. Its really expensive..I'm glad I got reservations." Jacob got out of his car, locking it. Now, the teenage thing would be to take her hand. She'd probably just think he was on kid level, so he wrapped one arm around her waist, gently pulling her into his side with a smile. "I'm glad I'm able to take you." He admitted.

"W..wouldn't you rather take a family member..?" Hera asked quietly, blushing. Jacob decided he really liked the blush on her. Made her even more beautiful, if that was possible.

"No." Jacob shook his head, leading her inside. "Because I wouldn't have as much fun with a family member. Besides, they're not as pretty as you." He winked playfully.

Hera giggled, biting her lip to stop smiling so damn much. "Well, I doubt they can be bad looking judging from how you came out." She couldn't believe she was actually flirting. With a mortal. Who was definitely not Zeus.

Jacob grinned, pulling out the chair for her. "You think I'm good looking?"

"Well, don't put words in my mouth." Hera sat down with a smirk.

Jacob sat across from her, laughing quietly. "Well in my mind, you said you think I'm good looking and its gonna stay that way."

Jacob just knew tonight would be a good night. However, he couldn't help but feel someone was glaring at him hardcore. He didn't know why, he didn't even know anyone in this place. Oh well. He shrugged the thought away, picking up the menu.


Zeus decided he liked Veronica way better when it was a one night stand. He thought for their 'date' he'd take her to a nice restaurant, then never see her again. Leave her off on a good note while he continued to search for his wife's kidnapper.

"And so like…since your names Zachary and mines Veronica, and since like…Z and V are close to each other on the alphabet, I knew we'd make a good match." Veronica rambled.

Damn. He should really learn to just hit it and quit it.

"Yeah, yeah…cool." He answered, looking at the ceiling. Honestly, he'd rather watch paint dry than ever talk to this woman again. Veronica was a lot more prettier when she didn't open her mouth.

Veronica started to talk again, gods kill him, but he suddenly tuned it out when he heard a familiar laugh.

A laugh he hadn't heard in years.

Zeus glanced around, before finally spotting his target.

Hera was holding a wine glass, giggling at something. She looked drop dead gorgeous in what she was wearing. Some idiot boy was telling a story that involved a lot of hand motions, and it just made her laugh harder.

Zeus glared at the boy. So maybe Poseidon was right about not being kidnapped, but—

Wait.

He looked at Hera's hand, before frowning.

She really wasn't wearing the wedding ring…

Zeus took a deep breath, trying to calm himself as he pieced together the story. Hera had left him. Hera had found…this moron. Hera was not wearing her ring. Hera did not love—

Zeus blinked. No. Of course she loved him, she was probably just upset and doing irrational things. Obviously.

Zeus practically watched them the whole time, gripping his glass tightly whenever the little jerk made his wife smile. He saw the kid paying the bill, sighing in relief slightly. Alright. They were going to each go to their separate houses, and—

Jacob leaned down, kissing Hera softly once they were out the door.

Zeus gripped his glass so hard it broke, shattering all over himself. Several people looked over, but Zeus paid them no mind.

"Babycakes?" Veronica asked, frowning. "You okay sweetie?"

Zeus ignored her, glaring as hard as he could at the boy.

And if looks could kill, Jacob Ryans would've dropped dead at that moment.

*I DONT OWN THAT SONG (i wish i did i'd get hella money)
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! I hope you like this chapter, personally, I liked writing this one.